Lena moaned and ground the entrance to her womanhood around Ruth's teasing fingers. She felt Ruth's fingers twist their way into her enflamed vagina a...d she squealed in joy."Oh! God!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"Ruth removed her fingers from Lena's vagina and Lena moaned in disappointment."Nooooooooooo!!"Ruth smiled and whispered,"Shhhhhhhhhhhh!! I am going to move around in front of you."Ruth snuggled in close between Lena's bent and spread thighs and put her hands on Lena's shoulders, She. It was then that he realized he couldn't move.In a panic, his eyes shot open. Though he still couldn't move, he could see that the contents of his backpack had been rifled through. The hum continued, boring into his brain, and he groaned. His mouth opened, letting the sound out, which was at least a little progress.Must be dreaming, he thought while fighting the alarming paralysis. I'll wake up, or it will go some other weird direction any second now.As he continued the mental struggle, a new. **(W/M) Winner/Male(W/F) Winner/Futa(L/M) Loser/Male**(L/F) Loser/FutaTL:DR - Skip to chapter three to avoid introductionDISCLAIMER: ANYTHING CONTAINED IN THIS STORY IS PURELY FICTION, DO NOT IN ANYWAY ATTEMPT TO RECREATE ANY OF THE SCENARIOS IN THIS, NOR BELIEVE ANY OF THIS IS A REALISTIC INTERPRETATION OF REALITY, IF YOU EVER DECIDE FETISHES INVOLVING NON/CON AND VIOLENCE IS ACCEPTABLE IN REAL LIFE, SEEK HELP IMMEDIATELY.You found a book, you've taken to mentally calling it, "the book," a. Actually, as Carl, my Men's westernboots had two inch heels anyway, except these lady's heels were narrower butjust as high. The competition was good, but we took first place. The prizewas just a gag gift, but it was fun. Being a nightly event, we took part inthe dances each night. Although we stayed out of the competition, we coachedother people. We got to be known by many passengers as the "dance teachers".I was constantly invited to dance with male partners, not unusual for a realwoman, but.